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The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 17, 2019, 12:49:33 AM »
Iron gives an intense gaze at the arcade on their right. In fact it was so intense that it seemed like he was tempted to bring it up for the day. However, it softens as Iron decides to keep his leader’s interest in mind. Looking back, Iron realizes that his leader had been watching him when he was staring at the arcade. His face quickly reddens as he coughs into his fist to regain composure. Killing any sign of embarrassment, Iron returns to a more blank expression.

”You’ve stated that you needed clothes? I suppose we can begin there, perhaps picking up some items myself.” In contrast to the more expressive side of Iron shown before, his voice is now much more monotone, almost as if he was trying to divert attention away from his little situation. Plus, it’s not like he’s lying either, since Iron had been looking towards investing in more clothes for formal and combat reasons.

The Vale Region / Re: [CLOSED]Pecking Order
« on: March 14, 2019, 11:16:52 PM »
Artist’s grin widens as the boy shows off his knife throwing skills. It was impressive for sure, but Artist had seen a lot of crazy things before. On the other hand though, it shows the intelligence of the kid to actually branch out of his skills. Though the kid should invest in a better gun to start out with. Artist proceeds to look between the gun and the target before finally returning to look at the kid.

”Pretty impressive, I’ll admit, but that doesn’t make up for your… uh... subpar marksmanship.” Hm, Artist wasn’t sure how to pry the kid open of sorts, since it seems like he’s doing the silent cool kid act with the chunni scarf. Plus, Artist can’t afford to waste too much time… Ah, I know!

Artist turns to the controls to bring the target closer once more, taking each knife out and placing them back into the kid’s rigging. She figures she might as well be polite considering what she’ll be doing next. Sending the target back out, Artist swiftly turns to swipe the revolver from the kid’s hands.

Giving the revolver a little spin (making sure that it won’t go off accidentally), Artist proceeds to quickly load the firearm. Once it’s fully loaded, she takes aim at the target in a swift and methodical matter as she puts a bullet into the target’s forehead. Artist’s shiteating grin grew larger as she turns back to the boy in a… menacing manner? ”Lucky for you kid, I know how to shoot things real good, and I also happen to be bored. Wanna learn?”

The Vale Region / Re: [CLOSED]Pecking Order
« on: March 13, 2019, 09:02:50 PM »
It was interesting watching the kid use his new gun. It’s like a baby that got to play with a toy for the first time. Though, she supposes that she felt bad when she saw where exactly the boy hit the target. Normally, Artist would just leave it be and be on her way, but she does have time to kill… Against her better judgement - which she has very little of - Artist made her way next to the boy with a rather easygoing smile.

Being next to the kid, Artist was able to study the boy’s feature a lot more closely. The slick hairstyle made him look a lot more appealing, and the additional scarf definitely bumped up the kid’s style points. Otherwise however, he looked very normal, almost rather soft. If Artist wasn’t gunning for someone else, she’d appreciate the kid’s appearance a lot more. Quickly looking away from the kid’s features, she decides that she’ll simply start the conversation.

”So kid, you planning to actually use the gun,” Artist would then gesture towards the target in front of Tiber, ”or is it just for compensation? To be quite frank, it seems like you have no idea on what you’re doing.” Short, blunt, and honest. That’s how Artist rolls and anyone that says otherwise can fuck off.

The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 12, 2019, 05:07:57 PM »
While Iron listens to what Isabelle seeks to obtain from their expedition to the mall, Iron also took the time to go over any materials he wants to pick up himself. He verbally agrees with Isabelle on getting clothing with a grunt, as it’s necessary for some further integration for combat. On the other hand, it would be a good idea for him to look into additional alternatives for his projects and testing.

Again, Iron seems very non committal about their current plans, and seems to be more focused on how to get by for the rest of the day. Hopefully it passes by without an excessive amount of boredom.

After some amount of time of idle chit-chat with a mix of peace and quiet, Iron and his leader finally arrive at the rather elegant mall. Opening one of the many doors at the entrance and shuffling Isabelle through it, the two finally find themselves in the rather large mall that’s filled to the brim with all sorts of people.

Quickly taking his place by Isabelle’s side and looking at all the stores around them, Iron looks at the faunus with a questioning gaze. ”You said Lucina will be here?” Iron frowns  as he realizes how large scale the mall is, ”I hope we don’t have to attempt and find her. That would be less than pleasing.”

The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 11, 2019, 03:57:40 PM »
”Now that we planned for the mall, might I ask what you plan for?” Iron didn’t really have a plan, though picking up more supplies would be nice. It also surprised Iron that he’s actually taking the time to try and extend the conversation. Maybe Isabelle’s insistence on relaxing is making an effect on him.

Iron also happened to realize he completely missed on responding to what Isabelle had said, so he might as well add on to what he said before while he’s at it, in the same generic and monotone voice as before.

”You were excellent, since you held back your anger for a more opportune time.”

The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 10, 2019, 11:32:30 PM »
Iron smirks at the rather surprising amount of cruelty hidden within the faunus in front of him. Though surprising, it still pleases Iron nonetheless. With a flick of the wrist, lightning no longer runs through his gloves as he proceeds to effortlessly take them off and return them to their spot within his coat. While doing so, Iron starts to move in the direction towards the mall he frequents. Once again stopping, Iron turns his head to look back at Isabelle with a blank stare, especially since he was supposed to have responded earlier when he made his way next to his leader’s side.

”You’re welcome, and do keep up while we make our way over there.” With that, Iron’s gaze returns to the direction he’s moving in, with a rather nonchalant manner as well. Presumably when the girl catches up, Iron felt the need to make a comment or two, ”Your control of your emotions was slightly impressive by the way, though it could use some work. Much better than some of our other teammates however.”

The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 10, 2019, 05:18:43 PM »
Watching Isabelle’s face contort into raw rage was rather impressive for Iron to see. He knew she had some bite, but that pure unadulterated hatred bumped up his respect just a smidge amount. Not only that but his fine leader also managed to reign in her emotions to avoid unnecessary conflict. Usually Iron wouldn’t extend any favors to his colleagues, but he does feel particularly informative at the moment. As Iron puts all the equipment away, he searches some of the pockets inside of the lab coat, bringing out two nice looking gloves that he quickly put on. Immediately, Iron flexes his hand as the familiar sound of electricity quietly cackles throughout the glove.

Surely, Isabelle wouldn’t mind if Iron took a little detour.

Following after the faunus as if he was a subordinate, Iron would quickly move away from Isabelle when they were close to the rather racist group. Any sound of fear or begging was cut short by a loud and sharp  sound of pain as Iron put enough volts into their body to take them down for a few minutes. After all, Iron deems it fit that he should be the one to remind them of their foolishness. His cruel grin was rather obvious as he leaves their somewhat crippled forms behind, with any other bystanders just simply moving away (after all they’re used to things like this).

Catching up to Isabelle who was about to leave the stadium, Iron sent a direct stare to the desk attendant reminding her of his status. With a frown - albeit professional - the desk attendant simply looks away from the incident Iron had caused. In a swift and polite manner, Iron overtakes Isabelle to open the door for her.

”Do not mind those fools, they’re ants that do not know better.” Iron’s cruel smile is still evident until he quickly wipes it away for the sake of his leader. It’s now much more stoic and polite. ”Well glorious leader, would any mall do or do you have one in mind?”

The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 09, 2019, 10:31:20 PM »
”Well, I believe I don’t have anything to do after this, so I’ll follow along until something else requires my attention.” Iron sounded slightly more accepting of team bonding activities, though there was still some sort of displeasure evident. Otherwise however, the two would have idle chit-chat as they continue to use the range for the next half hour or so

With the half hour up, Iron picked up his scroll and put it away. As he retrieves his arrows, Iron notes that the stadium is now a lot more busy with people using it to practice and work out. Also grabbing Isabelle’s arrows, Iron starts to move to put away their equipment while gesturing his leader to follow along. Arriving at the lockers, Iron began to put his equipment away and put his lab coat back on. With everything returned to where they were, Iron turns to Isabelle to grab her bow.

While doing so, Iron notices a few fellows glaring at his faunus leader, almost seem like they’re getting ready for some form of hostile action. With a scoff at their stupidity, Iron would coldly glare at them in return, making them turn away in fear. Some people that were spying the interaction seemed to be impressed by what looks to be Iron’s “protectiveness”. To be more accurate, Iron is simply just fulfilling his obligation to the girl. Not only that, but his previous run in with those same fellows ended up with him demonstrating why exactly Iron is a particularly dangerous individual. Iron had no time for foolish people.

With that, Iron’s gaze returned to Isabelle as he waits for her to handover the archery equipment.

The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 09, 2019, 12:12:07 AM »
Iron pauses a bit, watching his score get demolished. It’s fine however, since it’s supposed to be a simple recreational activity. Plus, if he remembers correctly, his leader has done this for longer than he has, even making it practical for usage on Grimm. Not only that, but getting worked up over what’s supposed to be friendly competition was a waste of time. With that in mind, Iron gives a polite smile to Isabelle as he starts to retrieve the arrows from the targets safely.

Making his way back to his leader and handing her arrows back, Iron could only reveal a competitive smirk. ”Of course, so why not do a few more?”

The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 06, 2019, 11:23:35 PM »
”Indeed. Now that I think about it, I must commend you for your bow skills. I’m sure I never made my praise clear whenever we worked together in combat scenarios.”

It wasn’t too unusual for Iron to compliment someone, but it wasn’t common either. In any circumstance, Iron feels a little weird about doing so, but that’s probably just because he’s trying his best to follow his leader’s suggestion to a certain extent. The draw signal rings out clear again, which leads to Iron setting up the shot once more for it to land true on the target.


Iron knows he can hit the 10 ring, but hitting the dead center circle is rather rare for him. Iron gives a little smirk to Isabelle before time quickly started to pass in a rather comfortable silence between the two (in Iron’s opinion anyways).




It repeats again.

9. 8. 7. 8. 7. 8.

At his last shot, Iron knew something was off, but he wasn’t sure what. It was just the feeling he got from his stance. He never truly realized what was wrong until the arrow was let loose. Cursing under his breath, Iron starts to extend and contract his arms as it seems that his bow arm wasn't straight, and his other arm was too high. He didn’t even need to look at the target because he knew that the shot was bad. Unsurprisingly, the shot was bad and it landed in the 5 ring.

Then, Iron patiently waits for Isabelle to finish up her last few shots for the round and sort of appreciates her form.

The Vale Region / Re: [CLOSED]Pecking Order
« on: March 06, 2019, 04:47:12 PM »
The young woman found herself in front of her regular gunsmith’s shop. Her normally long raven black locks have been tied into a nice little bun, as well as wearing her black trench coat as she explored the area around her. The pretty lady didn’t both to hide the x-shaped scar on her cheek, which goes to show how much she cares about staying low. Being in front of the gunsmith’s front, her piercing blue eyes focus on a interesting young fellow making their way to the gun range section of the shop. While she was only here to pick up a gift for her fellow companions, it doesn’t hurt to satisfy her own curiosity about the young man. After all, someone trying to hide is inviting some curiosity from other people.

She stretches out for a little bit before wincing from the pain that shot up through her back. WIth a shaky sigh, she makes her way into the shop. Making a gesture towards the gunsmith that she’ll pick her stuff up later - which the smith acknowledged - the woman made her way to the gun range where she found the kid. Leaning onto the wall and not making her presence known, she simply watches the shady kid try out his gun.

The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 06, 2019, 04:35:24 PM »
Hm. The girl’s form was perfect, though it seems it had wavered since she only hit the 7-point ring. Most likely due to the lack of familiarity with the bow compared to her own, but regardless, the stance seems flawless in Iron’s eyes. With a smirk, Iron could only respond with an “of course” as the program starts to countdown once more.

Iron quickly fell into routine, breathing in and out until the drawing signal rang out once more. Again, his body moves in a familiar way. Extend. Anchor point. Release. The arrow follows its path as it hits the 9 point line this time, though it was close to being 8 points again instead.

”Used to your bow yet?”

Everywhere Else / Re: Being a Responsible Adult [CLOSED]
« on: March 05, 2019, 11:04:14 PM »
Well, isn’t that exciting? Not only did Prism accept his offer, but she also sounded really excited! The childish side within Hunter feels so giddy and elated, but it quickly came crashing down as Hunter’s more rational side came rearing - especially since it’s his better half. ’Oh dear. Prim hates it when I do things like this.’ Hunter quickly gets up from his seat and starts pacing around as he tries to go for some damage control (which he isn’t very good at). Should he just tell Prim outright? Maybe he should keep it a secret until for a better moment. Hunter starts to freak out more as he can sense his impending doom.

Hunter chows down on what’s left of the noodles and quickly move to wash up and put things away in preparation for what’s next. Speaking of what’s next, what exactly is next? Hunter quickly looks to Prism, and knew exactly what to do. Freeloading time. ”That’s great! Lesson one: damage control! Help me get the place cleaned up real fast!” As Hunter moves to clean up some of the mess within the kitchen, his mind is moving at extremely fast speeds to also put an actual lesson into the bullshit he just pulled. If he can do that, he’ll be a genius!

The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 05, 2019, 10:47:03 PM »
”Then let’s begin.”

Iron starts the program and tosses his scroll to the side, listening to the familiar voice that was common during his time in competition. He closes his eyes, breathing in and out as he listens to the countdown… The familiar sound of the starting signal rings out as Iron opens his eyes once more. His muscles move in familiar ways as the bow went up and began to pull the string back, eying the target and the path the arrow should travel. With the string at the anchor point on his face, Iron made sure to keep his arm straight and the pulling arm bent correctly. The sound of the countdown began once again, with Iron instantly letting loose the arrow. With a loud thud from the arrow’s impact, Iron looks at the target again as it seems he had gotten 8 points.

’Hm. Slightly rusty.’

With that, Iron would look towards Isabelle as he eyes her form as she lines up the shot. It seemed very analytical as Iron looked at all the minute details of the leader’s usage of the bow, as if Iron was judging or even learning from the faunus. Then again, no one would know since Iron doesn’t really do expressions very well and only has an intense look of concentration focussed on Isabelle.

The Vale Region / Re: A Difference In Social Skills [CLOSED]
« on: March 04, 2019, 10:28:45 PM »
”Of course, those are the common sense rules. I was referring to more competitive rules in term of archery, albeit however little there are.”

As Iron clarifies himself, he also gestures towards the targets that sport multiple colors representing the point values, as if it was used for actual competition before. ”In the case that you are not familiar with the rules,” and Iron didn’t particularly cared if she knew or not, ”A good refresher would be nice to get ourselves familiar with the activity.” Iron picks up the waist quiver with arrows as he starts to make his way over towards the shooting line. While doing so, Iron rolls up the sleeve on his right arm to reveal the toned yet scarred arm. He starts to extend and retract his arm to see if it retained flexibility before lining up with his left side facing the target.

”To state the obvious, which I hope you didn’t need since you’re familiar yourself, the goal is to fire all the arrows as close to the center as possible.” Iron begins to shuffle around on his spot in order to prepare himself for the shots ahead of him. ”There will be a signal for you to raise the bowarm and then fire the arrow before the countdown is over, then lower the bowarm with the next arrow ready. Thankfully, the range is outfitted so that a program would handle the signalling for an official proctor. Simple enough?” Iron pulls out his scroll and places it somewhere safe nearby, brining the app up and connecting it to their part of the range so that they can start with the activity.

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